He put his mouth back on me and began suckling at my lower lips, hungrily. Catching my a*s to pull me closer against him. Working my p***y masterfully. His tongue returning to the tiny nub and winding around it until it was sensitive and swollen. At the same time, he drove his pointed into my entrance. Creating a delicious pleasure that had primal sounds rolling up my throat and I had to bite them down.
My fingers turned to claws and dug into the wooden wall as I desperately clung to my tenuous control. Feeling myself fragmenting and loosing my mind at his ministrations. The tension was becoming too much. Rising too high. Coiling too violently.
My body began to violently shake against him, and my head fell back. A pleased scream ripping from my lips as I fed him my c****x and he suckled
